Life here is weird. They put me in this a fantastic apartment, with a fantastic view. I have a really excessive expense account while I’m here, and have been eating and drinking like a queen thus far. I still can’t belive how badly they wanted me to take this assignment. Even so, I would never have accepted if I didn’t have to be away from you anyway. I miss all of you so much. This is really hard.
I’m not sure why, but the distance is making it way worse for me. Even if we were all still outside driving range, but at least on the same continent… I don’t know. I’m a little sad all the time. That’s not unexpected, of course. I know you are feeling it too. It just sucks anyway.
In other news, I’m having a weird problem. Like, really, truly unsual for me… My cock is hard all the time. Almost literally. I have never had this problem in my entire life until now. There’s a guy at the office who’s definitely noticed, too. Three days ago I noticed he started smiling at me in a way that definitely acknowledged it. I wouldn’t say he makes me uncomfortable – in fact sometimes it makes me throb a little bit with imaginary stimulation when he looks at me like that – but it doesn’t exactly make me comfortable. Just because it’s at our place of business, I think.
Of course… That didn’t stop me from letting him suck me off in the parking garage after a few of us had gone out for drinks. I didn’t cum in his mouth, though. Wasn’t sure if was ready for that, but I’m looking forward to finding out. I let him cum between my tits after I blew him, just to reel him in a bit harder. I know. I can be pretty dumb. Do we think that workplace hookups are better or worse than workplace romance?
Don’t worry, I’m being careful with my feelings (and his). I promise I won’t get super involved way too fast and to bring him home with me this time. You all liked having another dick around for that week, though. I’m not saying it wasn’t weird, because it was. It was just also a one hundred percent increase in dick. …Sorry about the brief tangent. Apparently I still have strong feelings about that, even though I was unequivocally wrong in that situation. I think I just have lots of feelings about lots of things right now, and I don’t know where any of them are coming from except missing you.
I guess it’s just that this whole thing is so much. I need you a lot. I miss you so much that it’s making me frantic. At least I’m using some of that energy to get a lot done at work. I’m learning all the proprietary secrets and technologies I need to know in order to actually understand my job here. I feel like I’m more or less halfway to that understanding. Everyone at the office is really, really helpful, and nobody has stared at me, objectified me or fetishized me. At least, nobody has done any of those things to my face.
The slightly less new girl who sits near me keeps commenting that I look tense. Of course I am, but it troubles me to know that I look it, I guess. You know what my body does with tension, and I spend more time at my desk than I want to, just because I don’t want to be seen walking around with a very hard dick in my skirt. You know, just in case there’s anyone left in the office who hasn’t noticed. Also because I don’t want want it to seem like I’m flaunting it, I guess.
She actually seems really cool. The one who sits next to me, I mean. I feel really bad that I can’t actually think of her name right now. We were only introduced once, and its not like we wear nametags. We have a lot in common and I’d kind of like to open up and talk next time she says something, and while I get the impression she would be fine hearing about it, it’s not strictly work appropriate chat. Maybe I should ask her if she wants to go for a walk or something after we all get drinks again… But perhaps instead of that I should stop putting myself in flirty situations with coworkers as a preemptive measure against getting too quickly and too intensely involved with them. Thoughts?
I love you, I miss you, I want you.
